Chapter 734

Feng Ao has already picked up the car key and rushed out of the door.

"Damn it The woman angrily threw the card on the ground.

How long did she use it? Today, it was almost finished. In the end, it fell short!

Or lost, lost to the white moonlight in his heart!

Feng Ao is going back by car.

Fortunately, his hotel is not too far away from his apartment, but he dare not neglect it.

Because he didn't know how far Wen Junshi was from his apartment.

On the way, he ran two red lights, and he didn't care. When his car stopped at the downstairs of the apartment, he got off and was stunned.

It's the car of Wen Jun's poem and the white banquet.

Damn it!

He turned around and ran to the supermarket outside his apartment. He bought a few cans of beer and went back quickly.

Take the elevator up the stairs and constantly adjust your breathing.

Ding, the elevator door opened, Feng Ao stepped out and saw a pretty figure standing at the door of his apartment.

At her feet, there was a cake.

Hearing the sound, Wen Junshi turned around and said, "I'm back."

Feng Ao nodded and stepped forward. "Well, I've drunk all the beer at home. I'll go out and buy some."

"Well."

"You know the code, why don't you go in?" Feng Ao said, press the password to open the door.

The password is her birthday.

Wen Junshi said in a soft voice: "it's not good for the host not to be at home and the guests to go in without permission."

"If it's you, there's nothing wrong." Feng Ao said in a deep voice, "didi" twice, and the door opened.

Annoyed, he held on to the doorframe.

It's dark in the room, but the smell of it wafts out of the air. As soon as I smell it, I know that no one has come back for a long time.

Wen Junshi bent over to pick up the cake and said softly, "why don't you go in?"

Feng Ao lights up the wall lamp and makes her enter the door.

After changing slippers, Wen Junshi walked into the living room.

There is even a layer of dust floating on the tea table.

With the cake, she stood by the sofa.

Feng Ao went to the bedroom in silence, took a quick towel and wiped the coffee table.

She took a look at him and put the cake on it.

"Whose birthday?" Feng Ao asked casually.

Hearing Junshi's smile, he looked at him, "you."

"Me?" Stunned, Feng Ao couldn't believe, "my birthday?"

"Have you forgotten it yourself?" Shaking his head, Wen Junshi sat on the sofa and said in a soft voice, "I'm so confused."

Clearly, remember her birthday so firmly, every year there is a special birthday surprise, but even their own birthday do not remember.

Feng Ao smiles and suddenly becomes stunned.

"So, you come to celebrate my birthday?" Surprise, ecstasy.

As soon as he grasped Wen Jun's shoulder, he said, "is that right? Poetry

Wen Junshi said, "I only bought cakes. I don't know what you like. Why don't you tell me and I'll give you back."

I like you.

Feng Ao said in his heart.

Sitting next to her, he looked at the cake and said in a low voice, "that's good. That's good."

"Cut the cake?"

"Wait a minute."

Stop her, he turned around, shen Mou Ning her face, "poetry, you know what you do, mean?"

Hearing the poem, he was stunned for a moment.

Feng Ao picks eyebrows. "You all know that, right?"

"I..."

"You know I lied to you. I haven't come back to this apartment for half a year. I was in the hotel just now, and I was going to have sex with a woman."

"You don't have to explain that to me." Wen Junshi gently frowned, "it's your own business. You don't need to tell me."

"Oh With a smile, Feng Ao opened the cake and put his slender fingers into his mouth. "It's sweet."

Then he looked at Wen Jun's poem, and his voice became dumb. "I just don't know if there is anything sweeter than it?"

Without reaction, Feng Ao leaned over and kissed her.

Wen Junshi opened his eyes and pushed his hands on his shoulders.

Suddenly, he was pushed away by her.

Panting back, she grabbed her skirt and said in a cold voice, "do you want to do to me what you just want to do to others?"

Feng Ao laughed, "I think, day and night!"

"You

"Poetry, you sent it to me yourself."

This kind of arrogance is frightening.

Wen Junshi is a little regretful. Maybe she shouldn't come to him on such a sensitive day.

"Isn't it? Poetry. " Close to Wen Jun's poem.

Wen Junshi shook his head, "Feng Ao, calm down."

"Calm down? I'm calm Fingers hook her jaw, he squinted, "is your own in I want to go up with others before, inexplicably come over, to give me what birthday."After a pause, he said, "admit it, Shishi, do you like me?"

"I didn't!" Said he, frowning.

Wen Junshi's face was a little pale. She was really scared.

Feng Ao laughs at himself and withdraws some distance.

"In that case, you go."

"Feng Ao?"

"Come on! Before I regret it

Standing up, she ran quickly to the door.

Hold the door handle in your hand, before you open it.

"Ah

With a cry of surprise, I heard that Jun Shi was held up by Feng Ao from behind.

"What are you doing? Put me down! Put me down

Wen Jun's poems are constantly struggling.

Feng Ao said softly, "I'm a little sorry. I can't let you go."

"No! You can't be proud! "

"There's nothing wrong with it." Feng Ao said and hugged Wen Jun's poem to the bedroom.

"I will hate you! I'll hate you to death! "

Wen Junshi grits his teeth and shouts.

Feng Ao laughed and pulled the quilt to cover them.

Under the quilt, he put his arms around her.

Half a day, no more movement.

Wen Junshi didn't know what he meant. He pushed him gently.

"Don't move!" He's threatening. He's very heavy.

Slow down, he said, "I'm not such a jerk, poetry. Isn't today my birthday? Didn't you just ask me what I like to give it to me? "

Low Mou, he coagulates her eyes, "I want this, accompany me to lie down."

……

The TV stopped at a TV station at random. At first, it was playing boring TV dramas, and then it was playing variety shows, which attracted Gao Xing's attention.

She washed oranges and apples from the kitchen, took a fruit knife and knelt down in front of the tea table.

Zhou Yao was wearing home clothes, leaning on the sofa, with an ultra-thin laptop on his knee.

Just now Gao Xing glanced at the pattern composed of colorful lines, just like last time.

She didn't understand, and she didn't know why Zhou Yao was so serious.

The apple is peeled, cut into small pieces that are easy to eat, and put toothpicks on them.

Today, the orange she bought is a little sour. Peel it and mix it with sugar and salad dressing.

When it's done, she sits next to Zhou Yao with a plate.

He pricked the apple with a toothpick and fed it to his mouth.

Zhou Yao enjoyed Gao Xing's service just like an old man.

Feed a few, Gao Xing is not happy, don't give him to eat, oneself all eat.

Feeling that the villain around him was angry, Zhou Yao closed his pen and hugged her.

"Why not?" Chewing apple in his mouth, Gao Xing is very strange, and his eyebrows are very high.

Zhou Yao chuckled and kisses her lips. "Why not?"

"Who let you hold a laptop, also ignore me."

"Well, I'll take care of you now."

The words fall, he kisses Gao Xing's lips.

Gao Xing was nervous and excited.

Is it today?

Is it today?

Think about it. She's a little excited.

But Zhou Yao just kisses her, no next move.

Gao Xing twisted his eyebrows and lay on the sofa, looking at the ceiling.

"Do you still watch TV?" Zhou Yao asked

"No look."

"Go to bed without looking."

"Just sleeping?"

"What else do you want to do?" Zhou Yao laughed.

No way!

It seems that she really wants to have a good talk with him.

She is ready and willing to give herself to him. What is he hesitating about?

"Xiaoxing." Holding her wrist, Zhou Yao pulled her in his own direction.

Gao Xing fell on his chest and raised his eyes, just looking into the depths of his Phoenix eyes